comparison is the thief of joy

Because I've got a golden TICKET.... (aka season pass to Disneyland thanks to momma)

I really do feel spoiled with every trip I take home to California. It's easy for me to forget all the things I have in abundance. Day to day trials easily sweep us into selfish thoughts... What do I want, what don't I have, Me, Me, Me. Can you believe I actually let myself get down on Christmas day? It really truly is embarrassing, but I can't be the only one that becomes jealous every now and then of other peoples lives. Social media is just so good at portraying things in the right light and Satan really is that good at letting your mind run away in the wrong direction.

The gospel is a sure way to pull you out of it though. Even in my darkest of thoughts, I remember and try to bring myself to read the scriptures. You (or maybe its just me) are never angry when reading through those pages. It's as if Heavenly Father is extending his hand, pulling you back to Him to remember our purpose here. 

I sometimes find myself becoming stubborn when I'm in my selfish angry rants. I don't want to pray, I just want to sleep. Somehow sleep becomes a solution for me when it comes to inner battles with myself, it's as if I wake up clearly seeing how stupid I was being. I often catch myself and realize this while I am in the bathroom getting ready for bed. Yes, sometimes I have to force myself to pray and I don't let myself out of the bathroom until I do. I try to brush my teeth for the recommended 2 minutes, and then I kneel down. I probably should wash my bath mats more often. Regardless, we need to remember, that sometimes we need to individually find the way that works for us. Ways to help keep us in line, and to keep our will, in line with Heavenly Fathers will for us. He is great, He knows all, He has a better plan for us than we ever will for ourselves. 

I'm not big on twitter, but I logged on and saw this on Elder Uchtdorfs Quotes:

"I hope that this Christmas... we will consider, in particular, the many gifts

we have been given by our loving Heavenly Father."

It's okay for us all to recognize that we are not perfect, we are not meant to be that way. But we can constantly strive to progress and grow in that direction, always trying to make ourselves better. It is NEVER too late. If we keep in mind our purpose here and what would make our Father in Heaven happy, we can succeed. I truly believe these things, and I'm okay sharing my personal thoughts and faults in hopes that someone can relate. We can be strengthened through one another. I am grateful for this gospel, and I am genuinely touched by those who have reached out to me. This is just the internet, but we can use the internet for good. We can use the internet to connect and share positive thoughts with those we would have never come across any other way. 

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

xoxo

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Merry Merry Merry Merry Merry Christmas!

Love, The Fitzgerald Family

Flight 4577

Nothing can take away the comfort of home.

I flew into Ontario, CA saturday night after a delayed flight. Well, it was only an hour later but it seemed much longer than that. I had planned for a nice little nap, in my cute little 2x2 plane for the short hour and a half flight. Instead, I got Tyrone. A 25 year-old guy from Temecula who was a chatty kathy. We got talking about where we were headed and why, I explained to him that I now lived in Utah, but that all my family was still in California. His next question of course was, why Utah? He had just been on a connecting flight trying to get back home from some work journey. I told him I had moved there, needing change in my life. But then I realized that, although that was a huge reason for my move, that was not the main motivator. I moved to Utah for change, and mostly to put myself in an environment where the majority of people held my new standards and beliefs. I feel like I needed that support and looking back now after two years, it was one of the best decisions I could have made for myself.

After my hesitation of telling him the real reason for my relocation, I knew that I should never back down from sharing the gospel and my beliefs. This led to an entire flight of religious conversation. He told me he was Christian, I explained to him that we were the same. Now, I recognize that I am horribly extremely bad at explaining things, but I tried my very best to touch on the main beliefs of the Church. He listened. He said he didn't know much, if anything about the LDS faith and I don't know how helpful I was because as I started explaining things, they led into more and more things. How the heck am I supposed to stay on one topic without jumping to a million other faucets of the Church beliefs haha! Props to the missionaries.

Our plane started to descend, our conversation started to die down as announcements were coming over the speakers and I realized something. That travel Book of Mormon was in the bag I had checked, and how I wished I had just thrown it in my backpack. I would like to think that if it had been accessible, I would have had the courage to give it to Tyrone. I'm grateful for the spirit and how I feel it in promptings. I love that when we are listening, we can hear its guidance. We can know right from wrong and it can impel us to take action in certain situations.

After locating my bag and stepping outside to wait for my parents to pick me up, I breathed in that warm California air. I looked around and saw no snow and plenty of palm trees. What a change from where I had just been! I am excited that I get to spend the next week with my family. Isn't it a crazy thing, that you can live so far from home and family, yet still come back and pick up right where you left off. Relationships are one of the greatest gifts. Accompanied with love I couldn't ask for anything more.

Convenient Christmas Stars

I have come to the realization that I need to purchase a ruler. Or maybe one of those grid boards that people who sew often use. I feel like that is something that would be extra convenient.

Let's talk about convenience though. As I was wrapping up some last minute presents, I kept throwing to the side the odds and ends of the papers I knew weren't large enough to wrap anything with. Knowing me, a light bulb went off in my head... craft!

I had remembered seeing a post online of how to make origami stars. I gathered my scraps and began the work. What would be better than hanging some Christmas stars in front of my snowy window? Holiday perfection.

Every supply needed was something I already owned, I think most people would be able to find them around the house. The list is as follows...

-Paper (wrapping, newspaper, magazines, etc.)
-Scissors
-Glue
-String (I used twine because I'm obsessed with it and use it with everything)
-Some place cute to hang them

1. Start with a square piece of paper and fold every which way possible 

2. You should have something that looks like this. Cut 4 slits about halfway down. 

3. Fold those slits inward to look like this

4. Place a glue dot on one side of each fold-in section, pull over so that they overlap

5. Once pulled over they should look like this

NOTE: you need to make TWO to create the star!

6. Place glue so that you can stick the two together

6. Wala! It really is that simple. Let stand and dry for a few minutes.

I just taped twine to one of the edges of the star and hung!

I think they are fun in different sizes and colors! What an easy decoration to make your place that much more decorated and full of the Christmas spirit. 

I always try and find some way to tie in the gospel to everything I share. If someone were to ask me what were my talents, I wouldn't know how to answer. The first things I think of are singing or playing an instrument. It seems as if every single person in the church is good at these things with the exception of me! But what I really think is that some times our talents aren't as obvious, or maybe they aren't as common as everyone else's. I sincerely enjoy making things. Whether I am giving them as a gift to another, or finding some way to make the space you live in more festive, I would consider that a talent, or a gift. Gifts and talents come in different ways. Every single one of us has something special to share. I know where these things comes from, and I have my Father in Heaven to thank every day for this life, where I can learn and grow. 

Christmas Gifts and Pinterest

I attempted to Christmas shop today. FAIL! It's looking like it's going to be one of those last minute things that I will have to finish up when I get back to California. Home sweet home. Regardless, I refuse to buy gift cards. What kind of joy is in that? I understand how convenient they are, but I love presents under the tree. I enjoy wrapping the gifts with cute wrapping and red ribbon. Plus, you can always get a gift receipt and they can return it if they hate it right? Im never offended with that. I like to at least try and pick out something I think the other person might like. I feel like its more personal.

Even more so, I love the action of gift giving! We have been doing this days of Christmas thing at work that we all signed up for. Thank to pinterest, I gathered some mason jars from Hobby Lobby, picked up those wonderful red paper straws, and put together a jar of hot chocolate, chocolate chips and marshmallows! I adored the way that it turned out. I also enjoyed the picture I was sent of Kendra's cat playing with the jar. As well as, the text that Maya's daughter Hailey put all the chocolate in a single glass! Haha the most simple things can bring joy to others.

It's amazing what happiness the holiday seasons can bring. Thanksgiving and Christmas were back to back this year, with not much time in between. I feel like the great thing about that is we have been on a happiness high, full of love for one another. Maybe it's just me, but I have noticed my lack of excitement in the holidays season the past few years. I blame it on being an adult with no kids haha. Whatever the reason, I re-devoted myself to celebrating all the holidays in their fullness as much as possible. I want to celebrate the joy that each season brings. And this season is much more than presents.

One blessing because of Joseph Smith

My best friend Courtney taught an awesome lesson in Relief Society today. She spoke of Joseph Smith.

One of the hardest concepts for me to grasp was that we have a living prophet here on earth. Someone who receives commandments, prophecies and revelations from God. But why not? The bible clearly states that there were prophets on the earth during that time, why would he ever think to leave us alone now.

I am grateful for Joseph Smith. I know in my heart that everything he did was inspired of our Heavenly Father. What really hit me during her lesson was something that I have slightly struggled with the past couple of weeks. Getting to church.

Now I am going to connect the dots in my mind to both of those things.

This church is AMAZING. The way that it is set up and organized, there is nothing else like it in the world. There are so many things accessible to us because of the restoration of the gospel and guidance from our latter day prophets. I know without Josephs Smith sincere prayer, we all still would be lost people. We have so many resources readily available to us to help us stay on the righteous path back to our Heavenly Father. Every ward, every activity within it, every devotional, fireside, general conference, FHE, etc is there for our benefit.

That is just a fraction of blessings that have come from Joseph Smiths example and sacrifices. Every prophet after that has contributed to the inspired building of this organization. It is so easy to take for granted, but I am grateful for all of it. Without it, I know I would be lost. It would be so easy to forget what is important. It makes it a little bit easier to strive not to be of the world.

You and Me and Her and He.

This past week, I realized how much I enjoy trying to understand people. What have they been through? What are their joys? Trials? If I could make a career out of getting to know and understand people and their motives, I would be the happiest girl.

I think that being an individual, having our own self identity, and being given the ability to make decisions for ourselves is an amazing gift. Being able to share experiences, and shed light from a new perspective helps us to grow.

So often we compare ourselves to others. Most of those times we bring ourselves down and wish we were or had certain things. We should try to always remember Heavenly Father has equipped all of us with the strength to overcome any challenge as hard as it may be. We don't need to have materialistic things in abundance. We have the personal choice to live a healthy life.

I have loved reading all the posts on Facebook and other social media sites, things that people are grateful for throughout the month of November. It's a great reminder of all the good in the world. I sincerely hope that along with sharing those things online in public, we have those placed in private in our hearts as well. And that those things that we are truly grateful for, take priority and show in our daily lives.

This upcoming Christmas season is an exciting one! As it is every year, we have another reason to spend time with our families and friends and cherish those relationships. We can share that love with others around us. We can focus on everything that Christ has done for us, and share that knowledge with others.

I can testify that my full happiness comes from the knowledge of our savior and being able to have a personal relationship with Him. We are never alone in the world if we choose it. Not ever. We have the choice to have Him in our lives. I hope this holiday season to strive to get to know and understand people around me more sincerely. That those surface level friendships can grow deeper, and find ways to recognize where we can help. Service can start with just building everyday relationships!

Love you all and Merry Christmas!

twenty something year olds.

I spent the majority of my 8, for slow drivers 9 hour drive from Utah to California talking with Ingrid and reading through things online. Oh, how convenient technology is!

We started discussing family. We both moved to Utah at the same time. It's almost been two years since I moved out of my parents house and to another state! It's been a wonderful adventure. 

It's funny how at this age we are in a weird limbo. Most of us have left our families, yet we haven't made our own. It's that awkward stage where you don't know where you belong. And then you have to hold on to the faith that there is a greater plan for us, than we can imagine for ourselves. This plan takes effort on our part, but we can be guided in our decisions.

I think back to when I made the decision to change my life and what a blessing it has been. We have the power to make big decisions even when they are scary. We can trust that as long as we are living worthily, Heavenly Father will make us aware if we've chosen an incorrect path.

I guess what I am saying is that, we need to TRUST and we need to ACT. We can't sit back idly and expect things to happen. We have to ACCEPT when our plan for ourselves, isn't the plan that Heavenly Father has for us. Things will work out. That job, that boy, that school that we wanted and needed so bad wasn't for us.

So here I am, laying on my sisters bed at my parents house. Im in awe of the experiences I've had in the past 2 years. It's been a whirlwind of self discovery, and I am nowhere near finished. But if I hold fast to that faith, and if I remind myself to strive to reach my potential, I know I can find happiness in making our Father in Heaven proud. Not only that, but my family. My friends. My future family. Myself.

Experiences

Today I feel grateful for this life and the experiences that come with it!

I can find so many things to complain about. Yet, I am blessed with SO much. These experiences, big or small, easy or tough are all a part of Heavenly Fathers plan. My emotional well being hasn't been the best this week and for a day or two I lost sight of whats important. I let go of the the trust and knowledge that there is a plan, I need to trust in His timing. He has a plan for me, better than I can imagine for myself.

I find so much peace in this, it's hard to remember where I turned to in hard times before I had this knowledge.

What are YOU grateful for today?

Guidance and Spiritual Promptings

Today I am grateful for guidance and spiritual promptings...

This was something that touched me more towards the end of the day. Without getting into too much detail, I was out somewhere and felt that it was time for me to go home. Wait, but it's Saturday night, should I be giving myself a curfew? It sometimes is as simple as that. I don't know if anything would have happened if I stayed out later, but I just felt that it was time for me to be at home. The recognition of a prompting is such a blessing, and even more so when you act on it.

Gratitude

The other day I was browsing through Barnes & Noble, one of my favorite stores. As I made my way around the store I came across all of their journals.

Last year I was very diligent in keeping a journal and it helped me learn a lot about myself. It was awesome to see progress made in my life clearly recorded. This year, I've been terrible. So starting fresh I wanted to make it more of a gratitude journal. Every single day I want to write something down that I was grateful for. It could be a simple sentence or a paragraph. Eventually, I think I will become more aware of the blessings in my life because I made it a rule to never repeat something I have already written!

As I have done this throughout the past week, I have been happier. I've thought a lot about being more active in my blog so here is where I want to start. I challenge everyone to record at least a word a day about something they are grateful for. I will try and share some of mine at least a couple of times a week and I would love to hear from you as well!

Here's to counting our blessings!

My first talk in Sacrament: The Power of Prayer

This past Sunday, was the first time I have ever spoken in Sacrament.

Don't ask me how I escaped over 2 years without speaking. I was nervous. It's a completely new ward, so I don't know too many people. I felt like my talk was shorter than it was supposed to be, and I was afraid I was just going to rush through and make zero sense. But, I survived.

All in all, I want to say things went well. I like doing new things for the first time. I think no matter what it is, in some way it helps us to grow as people and stretch who we already are. You draw strength and courage from places you didn't know you had.

I was assigned to talk about the power of prayer. There are always reasons for things, even if we might not yet understand them. I was able to think deeply about my prayers and how I say them, how much of my heart I pour into them. We have a Heavenly Father who is always there for us. Night or day. One second or thirty minutes. He created this earth, gave us these bodies, our families and is dependable. Nobody wants and knows better for us, than He does. I think that we all too often forget that. We forget that he has given us so many resources to turn to him, and we know where to find happiness. But this life takes effort, patience and trust. I have a ton to work on, but remembering how powerful prayer can be, took me back to the basics. Nothing will come if that foundation of a relationship with Him is not present.

Better yet, I had the support of my friends. I don't know if they are aware of how much that means. The four most important people to me here in Utah came to listen. I didn't even have to ask. He places the people we need in our lives, and I am grateful for that.

 Blog post are just better with pictures... Oceanside Sunrise

GENERAL CONFERENCE 2013

Saturday October 5th and 6th

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What thoughts come when the temple is in sight?

I drove past the Provo Temple today...

If you live locally, you would know that the construction on 9th east, is a beast. I enjoyed taking that route to work until the traffic became 10x worse than it usually is. So what I am saying is this, I haven't driven past this temple in awhile.

Today due to an errand, I took the back route through some neighborhood and popped out right in front of it and the MTC. It's wednesday. Bad move Britt, bad move right?

New missionaries are reporting in on Wednesday and the single lane car line was long. As I was stopped, I couldn't help but watch the new missionaries and their families giving hugs and saying goodbye. Two whole years devoted to the Lords work, away from your family and friends.

I remember in High School, knowing a few friends that were leaving on missions. Without processing what really was happening, I thought well that sucks, they have to leave everything for two years. I wrote a couple friends, maybe once or twice while they were gone, and thought they became weird and soon stopped any form of communication.

A mission is a choice. It is not in any way something you are forced to do. Maybe expected, but not a requirement. Missionaries change lives and they helped change mine. I have such a deep respect for those that choose to help share the gospel, all over the world. What greater service can you do, then to put Heavenly Father and His work, first in your life. 

It's amazing the thoughts, realizations and reminders you can get from simply having a view of the temple or any other spiritually related place like the MTC.

What thoughts come to your mind when driving past a temple, church, historical site?

July 24th, 2013 Pioneer Day

Temple to Temple 5k run.

relationships, oh la la!

Not the, I have a boyfriend/husband type, maybe because I don't have either of those haha, but just relationships in general. Yesterday, was my birthday and I was just reminded of how many amazing people are a part of my life. I have the Church to thank for many of those.

I moved out of California, to Utah, and instantly had friends. Some of my greatest friendships have been from trusting that our Heavenly Father has a plan for us. Who knew that a broken engagement and last minute apartment housing would give me my best friends? Not only that, but they have set such examples and made me a better person.

The ward, our built in family. I am not quite sure how non-members do it without one. Anywhere in the world we go, there are people waiting to get to know us. You are not lost in the world, all alone. I testify and know that there is a purpose to how the Church is set up. It is inspired. Heck, we even have people check in on us at least once a month to make sure we are okay. Have to love those Visiting and Home Teachers,  I am so thankful for them.

Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he had Joseph Smith help restore the gospel and church to the earth in these latter days. Giving us a prophet and apostles, down to our Bishop and other church leaders. I am not just a body, in a sea of people, listening to a worship service.

I think what I am getting at is, we have so much to be thankful for. He has given us so much! It's extremely easy to forget about the simple things. Our relationships here on earth are what matter most, not our cars, clothes, etc.

Earlier in Church someone mentioned that people get side tracked by the things we don't know, when we have SO much that we do know. We need to let faith take us all the way. I want to always remember that when I am doubting or worrying about things. Again in another lesson, Desi made a comment about worrying being a lack of faith in our Savior and that we choose every day if we are going to follow Him or not.

I can not say thank you enough to our savior, my family and friends, for making my birthday such a special day. Just being able to talk to and spend time surrounded by them made me even more aware of how loved I am.

Thanks to Alyssa and Rachel! Love them!

If you want to know more about the Church, please let me know! Or you can go to LDS.org and Mormon.org

self control

This has what has been consuming my mind lately. Now I just need to control it. Control your mind. Have control over yourself.

I really mean it though. The other day in Church I had this strong prompting that self control is something I need to focus on. In every aspect of my life....Healthy eating habits, exercising, dating, making decisions instead of just going with what is currently happening, making the extra effort to prepare myself to go through the temple.

We choose what type of people we want to be, what we want to do. I know this is getting a little repetitive, but I feel like I have lost myself and my will power over the past few months. I'm not sure what took it away.

All it takes is that step in the right direction, to get you moving again, going.

I took that step out the front door of my apartment a few minutes ago when I decided to give myself some thinking time. Some time spent with Heavenly Father.

The temple is such a calming place. You don't even have to be inside of it to experience that feeling. As I sit outside and read my scriptures, have a talk with Him, I feel his presence. It has filled me. Really. It's hard to explain that strong feeling of the spirit surrounding you. Maybe you can compare it to butterflies in your stomach? A shortness of breath? Who knows, it's probably different for every person. But, I love it.

"And now Alma began to expound these things unto him, saying: It is given unto many to know the mysteries of God; nevertheless they are laid under a strict command that they shall not impart only according to the portion of his word which he doth grant unto the children of men, according to the heed and diligence which they give unto him.

And therefore, he that will harden his heart, the same receiveth the lesser portion of the word; and he that will not harden his heart, to him is given the greater portion of the word, until it is given unto him to know the mysteries of God until he know them in full."

Alma 12:9-10 

You get what you give. The effort you put in, is the reward you get back.  I know everyone interprets scriptures in different ways, but this is what I have gotten from it. He gives us the strength and guidance we need to make better choices.

The more the Lord trusts you, the more he is willing to tell you.

how we treat people.

"Be one who nurtures and who builds. Be one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart, who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them. Be fair with your competitors, whether in business, athletics, or elsewhere. Don’t get drawn into some of the parlance of our day and try to “win” by intimidation or by undermining someone’s character. Lend a hand to those who are frightened, lonely, or burdened.

If we could look into each other’s hearts and understand the unique challenges each of us faces, I think we would treat each other much more gently, with more love, patience, tolerance, and care.

If the adversary can influence us to pick on each other, to find fault, bash, and undermine, to judge or humiliate or taunt, half his battle is won. Why? Because though this sort of conduct may not equate with succumbing to grievous sin, it nevertheless neutralizes us spiritually. The Spirit of the Lord cannot dwell where there is bickering, judging, contention, or any kind of bashing." -The Tongue Can Be a Sharp Sword by Marvin J. Ashton

I think... no I know, there is a lot of hate in the world. We see it everyday on the news, through social media, even in our daily lives. The thing about that is, is that there is also good. We have the choice to be positive, optimistic, kind, loving, caring, etc. It is us, who ultimately chooses the type of person we want to be. 

Let us turn to our Savior as an example. I love our Heavenly Father. I can not repeat that enough. 

sin city and sensitivity

I took a trip to sin city this past week. As we walked around the strip, which I have made countless visits to in the past; I recognized a feeling that is always so present in my life, the gospel and spirit of the Holy Ghost. Things I am extremely grateful for and the perspective that they give.

Since I have lived in Utah, pretty much any trip I take out of the state is an immediate reminder of, what I like to call, “real life.” Where the majority of the people surrounding me don’t share my beliefs and standards. In a way it’s refreshing because I recognize choices in my life that have made me happier and who I am today. It pretty much scares me from ever going back to past life habits haha.

After my mini vacation was over, I had a nice drive home from the airport with a co-worker. Usually those drives consist of throwing the radio and myself a private concert, but with someone present it instead turned into a great conversation. I really loved something that she said and it has stuck with me since then.

She is grateful for the sensitivity the gospel gives us in relation to worldly factors. For example, I cringe a little bit every time I hear someone cuss or say the word God in vain. Not that I am judging or find that those things are the most horrible thing on the planet, but I recognize it. It’s something that stands out to me. Along with immodest clothing and other standards we hold ourselves too. There are many of us in today’s society completely unaware of the happiness so readily available. As members of the Church we can be examples and share knowledge and truth to those around us.

I think what I am trying to say, is that I love our Heavenly Father. I want to do everything in my power to follow his ways and I know that I can do that by following the Church standards. That guidance given to us in these latter days is in place for a reason. The sensitivity and recognition we feel in certain situations and surroundings, is what I believe to be the Holy Ghost looking out for us. Helping us to stay on the straight and narrow path Heavenly Father wants us to be on. He loves all of us, we are His children.

Mormonisms

Joining the LDS Church can be like learning another language. There were so many unfamiliar terms that I had to make sense of. Even the structure of the church itself was a task. No, not the physical structure, but how everything functions.

We have a living day prophet President Monson, who helps us to guide the church and his apostles. Then it trickles all the way down to our bishop, who we have a personal relationship with and is in a sense the leader of our ward. Your ward is the church that you attend, with the people that are living in the same designated geographical location as you. See where I am going with this? It isn’t that easy to have a conversation with someone who isn’t a member, without jumping into unfamiliar verbiage.

My youngest sister was visiting for the first time earlier this year. Throughout the week I must have mentioned FHE (Family home evening) and until the day before she left, she thought I was saying FAG. Major mix-up there! All along she was questioning why in the heck we would name something that.

There are times when I am conversing with my family, telling them about my week, and some church activity is involved. The first major things that come to mind are the day I received my Patriarchal Blessing or when I was assigned a new calling. Often, I type up a short paragraph explaining the said term and send it out to my wonderful fam. I wonder if that ever really helps. Mom, Dad, does it?

The thing about it is, all the programs this church has, and the way it is set up, is inspired of God. I love everything about it. It truly is His church here on earth. In a week, we are so lucky to be able to hear inspired messages from Heavenly Father, spoken through our prophet and his apostles. General conference is twice a year, it is amazing how every single person is able to listen and receive personal guidance.

Stay tuned, April 6^th and 7^th, 2013.

Mormon stereotypes

I was offered those super soft sugar cookies with colored frosting on top them tonight. Want to know the first thing I thought? One, I am too full for those. Two, I used to call those “Mormon” cookies.

In that instance, it jolted back memories. Why in the world did I call them that? Is it because Mormons tend to be good at baking and those are delicious? Who in the heck knows, but I kind of let out a little laugh.

Which brings me to another more recent event. My family has become huge on the group text. Needless to say, I get them often and my brother enjoys sending pictures of himself. He might kill me if he sees this, I am not sure if he ever reads this. Moving forward, I was so pleased to be included in one that said something along the lines of, “Haha, I’m turning into/look like a Mormon.” No picture was attached. I kindly responded… Well, I can’t see a picture, but if you are in some way hating on Mormons I am going to beat you. Okay okay, I didn’t say that haha, but I did say I hope you are not making fun of us! In which the reply was, I’m not, I am just looking fresh with a white shirt and black tie.

Perfect. If he would like to us associate us with dressing nicely and looking good, I am all for it.

It is funny to think of the way that society and non-members view us Mormons. In those two instances, I was/am proud to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. If there is a stereotype of being good at baking, dressing nicely, having morals, serving others, being happy, being generally good people, I am all for it. The sad thing is, sometimes we are being laughed at for those same things!

I guess sometimes it is not the “cool” thing to strive to be the best people that we can. In that case, I am perfectly happy being uncool. 

Anyone have any other great Mormon stereotypes? I'd love to hear them.